Used to live with him, lived in his crazy eyes
I used to find myself in the sweet paradise
We used to play the games on the back seat of my car
I felt in love with him so fresh aired, so bizarre

For 40 days and 40 nights I was waiting for his call
For 40 days and 40 nights heavy storm was hitting my soul
For 40 days and 40 nights I was waiting for his call
For 40 days and 40 nights heavy storm was hitting my soul

I used to call him first, find him first, watch him kind
Did it for what it worth, because my boy lost his mind
I always blamed myself for dozen times he passed by
I didn’t know that all that time he wasn’t mine

For 40 days and 40 nights I was waiting for his call
For 40 days and 40 nights heavy storm was hitting my soul
For 40 days and 40 nights I was waiting for his call
For 40 days and 40 nights heavy storm was hitting my soul